on these magnolias the snow should stick
a sudden weight of winter on each heart
no sense of purpose in the frozen art
paths made treacherous and roads turned so slick
far better to be slow than to be quick
to get there safely than to lightly start
upon a journey we are not so smart
as to distinguish the truth from the trick
winter invades it comes as a surprise
this freight of change this absence of all heat
a punishment for when we were so bold
as to believe the warm and tender lies
but soon the grey and soggy sight of sleet
reminds us that we too can feel the cold
16 January 2008
atlanta snowstorm
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